At the beginning of the lanterns, the pavilion is all smoked yellow. The moon is bright like practice, and the flowers and shadows are uneven.

At this moment, it is the time of the year, and it is the most lively time for the major restaurants.

This building is called "Jiugaoju", which is the most lively restaurant in the whole Qiantang.

Jiugaoju is not a green building like Yinweilou, it is just an ordinary restaurant.

Jiugaoju is not an ordinary restaurant, and it is not as rich as Yinweilou.

Jiugaoju has three floors, with exquisite structure, simple and elegant. Carved beams and painted buildings, but not rich, few ornaments, but not ugly. It is separated from Yongfang Street by three alleys, and there is no trace of fat and powder up and down.

There is a couplet pasted in front of its main entrance-

Shanglian said: Narrow people are not allowed to enter, and chivalrous people are allowed to enter.

The next couplet said: The young don't come, the wise come.

Very funny and clever.

It is rumored that this couplet was made by the owner of Jiugaoju, and this restaurant is also famous in the Jiangnan area because of this couplet, and countless literati and scholars come here just to see this couplet.

The building borrowed a joint name and jointly helped the building, and it has developed extremely prosperous in just eight years since the opening of the virtuous residence. It is no different from Hangzhou, even if you look at the entire Jiangnan restaurant, you can be one of the best with Xianju, and you will be in the limelight for a while.

"It turns out that Jiugaoju is like this......"

The man in white was standing sideways in front of the main entrance, looking at this famous restaurant.

His white shirt was less cold and cautious under the reflection of a few dim street lamps, and he looked extremely soft and gentle.

A gust of wind blew, perched a few thin willow leaves, and a few black hairs floated.

The autumn wind is not bleak this night, and the flying clouds and hair are dyed.

At this moment, the son in white behind him only felt that his son was really commensurate with the couplet in front of him, which was poetic and picturesque.

The two of them walked into the building. As soon as I entered the building, a shopkeeper came to greet him.

A famous building is not a famous building, even if it is a small shop that is so different.

I saw that he was dressed well, with red lips and white teeth, and put it on the street, so he said that he was a showman and some people would believe him.

"Are you going to take a seat in the lobby on the first floor, or are you going upstairs?" the little guy asked the two of them with a smile.

The man in white glanced at the lobby, the hall was crowded with people, and it was very lively, but most of them were dressed as scholars, and the fragrance of ink was as strong as wine.

The man in white looked at the little guy and asked, "How is upstairs, how is it different from downstairs?"

The little servant replied: "The second and third floors are all private pavilions, which are quite high, but they are much cleaner than the larger halls. If the son likes to be lively, then the small one will find a place for the two of you to sit in the lobby, and it is also convenient to talk with other gentlemen, and there are still a few empty tables at the moment. ”

After hearing this, Hui'er nodded unconsciously, and secretly thought, this little guy is indeed quite polite, his words, even if the visitor does not go upstairs because of his money, he will not lose face, and it is simply different from those snobbish little guys in other restaurants who see money and are snobbish.

The white-clothed man's eyes swept around the hall again, and there was a little doubt behind him, he frowned slightly, and then asked again: "I heard that there is an absolute in the middle of the virtuous house, and the upper link has been placed for more than a year, but no one has been able to match the lower link, I have seen all over this hall, but why haven't I seen this couplet, is it upstairs?"

The little girl replied with a smile: "There is indeed a wonderful couplet in the building, which was made by a talented woman invited by the shopkeeper after the third floor was added the year before last, and it was hung on the third floor. ”

When the man in white heard this, his brows suddenly relaxed, and his face also showed excitement, and he said urgently: "Then let's go to the third floor and lead us up quickly." So saying, he turned around, and raised his steps to run towards the stairs.

But the little guy hurriedly stopped in front of him and said respectfully: "Childe stay, please forgive the little offense......"

"Oh, what, is this third floor so expensive that you can't even take a look?" said the man in white.

The little guy hurriedly said: "How dare you dare, it's just that the son is unlucky, if you come yesterday or tomorrow, you can go upstairs, but you can't ...... today."

The man in white asked, "Why is that?"

The little servant replied: "Today, a heavy customer has chartered the entire third floor, so I can only grieve the son." If Childe insists on watching this couplet, please come back tomorrow. ”

After hearing this, the man in white shook his head again and again, sighed, and a trace of frustration gradually rose on his face, and then waved his hand to the air, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll take care of your business again tomorrow." With that, he walked to a table that was empty.

Hui'er followed closely behind him, following in unison, but a pair of big watery eyes kept looking around.

I saw that there were twenty or thirty paintings of different styles hanging on the three walls of the lobby, including splashed ink landscapes, as well as white strokes, or swaggering Fang Xuan, or timeless and delicate. Although there are many paintings, there are no vulgar products, and Zhang Zhang can be a masterpiece that has been handed down to the world. Although there are no gold and silver ornaments in these paintings, the richness of these paintings can be glimpsed.

"What are your signature dishes?"

When Hui'er was still in the fugue painting, the boy in white had already sat down.

"Do you have any taboos?" asked the guy who came with him.

The boy in white replied, "There is nothing to be afraid of except fish." ”

"In this way, those two can try Jiang Yaosheng, Cockles, Xiu Blowing Sheep, Qianli Sheep, Sheep's Head Yuan Fish, and Carefully Wipe Sheep Shengqi ......"

He reported more than ten dishes in a row, but most of them were mutton. This is not unusual, the Song people like to eat cattle and sheep, and the evil dolphin, because of its filth, has always been taboo by Confucian gentlemen. And mutton is more delicious than beef, and the Song people love mutton more.

After ordering a few dishes, the man in white looked at Hui'er who was sitting on the side, she was pouting at this time, her eyes were misty, as if she was thinking deeply.

The boy in white asked her with a smile, "Hui'er, have you come up with it?"

Hui'er still had the same face on her face, and shook her head twice, "Childe, what idea did you give Sister Xiao Ye, could it be that you taught her to rob the pharmacy?"

The boy in white was so laughed by her words that he almost fell off the stool, "I have already understood what I said at that time, your brain is really too stupid, you only hear what is easy to understand, but you can't hear a little detour." ”

He laughed a few more times, then stretched out his hand to the two diners not far away, and whispered, "What do you guess is the relationship between the two of them?"

Hui'er looked in the direction of his finger and saw two men, one fat and one thin, sitting opposite each other, the slightly thinner man dressed luxuriously and smiling. The man on the other side was not as richly dressed as him, and there were still some mud stains on his body, but he also had a smile on his face.

Hui'er stared at them for a while and said, "Although they don't look like people all the way from their clothes, they can eat and drink together in such an expensive restaurant, and they are all smiling at each other, so they should be close friends who are not afraid of identity differences." ”

The man in white smiled and shook his head, "No, they are master and servants, and the lean man still asks for the fat man." ”

After hearing this, Hui'er was puzzled, and hurriedly stretched her head forward a little, and opened a pair of apricot eyes, but she still found nothing, and asked suspiciously: "How can there be a master and servant dining at the same table......

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered the two of them, although the two of them had already been like brothers and sisters after experiencing such an encounter, and they usually didn't have too many scruples, but after all, they were still nominally a master-servant relationship, and they couldn't help but sigh.

The boy in white saw that her eyes were suddenly dull, and he shook her body, which brought her back to her senses.

"And ...... And they were all laughing merrily, and the table was full of good food, if it was really a pair of master and servant, who would dare to do that......"

The more she spoke, the quieter she became, remembering many of the past, and the old lady who treated her better than her biological mother, and she was sad for a while, and at last she sobbed silently.

"Alas, one stopped at noon, and now the other is crying again. Ask you how much sorrow you can have, pear blossoms bring rivers and rivers to flow forever......" The boy in white said helplessly.

After listening to his cynical words, Hui'er was angry and funny, wiped away her tears, raised her eyes and asked him: "Even if they are really master and servants, that lean man's family must be better than that fat man, what can he ask him to do?"

The man in white said, "You see the difference in their dress, but you don't see that they are dressed the same, you see them laughing, but you don't see how they laugh, you see a table full of good dishes, but you don't see how the dishes are arranged......"

At this time, in a loft on the second floor, there were three people drinking and talking.

"I heard that in the seven years that Jiang Ning, no one has been able to match the pair of the next couplet, is it right, does Brother Qi know about this?"

Since returning from the Yin Curtain Tower at noon, Qi Hanyan has been depressed all afternoon. At dusk, his two latest friends, Song Mao and He Xiuru, invited him out for a drink, and then went out with the two of them to walk around the city, and later came to this Jiugao residence.

At this time, it was He Xiuru who was questioning, and he was the son-in-law of Wang Pu, a wealthy businessman in Hangzhou. Unlike most sons-in-law, He Xiuru joined the Wang family.

Qi Hanyan hadn't read for a few years, and those arrogant literati were even more reluctant to associate with him because of their status, so they didn't know what Jiangning's couplet was. But at this moment, He Xiuru asked him, and he didn't want to be bumped into the fact that he was half a white ding, so he pretended to be calm and said: "That pair, hmm...... Indeed, it is really difficult to ......."

When He Xiuru heard what he said, he seemed to know about it, and asked, "Then can Brother Qi read that union smoothly?"

Qi Hanyan was puzzled, he didn't know the meaning of He Xiuru's words, he just kept revisiting the word "read shun" in his mind, and couldn't help but think: 'This guy is so rude, this is obviously making fun of me for not being literate!'

Just about to slap the table and leave, Song Mao on the side suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...... Brother Jiewen don't want to make fun of Brother Qi, that strange union is really condescending, no one can read it so far, you embarrass Brother Qi this time, you must punish yourself three cups. ”

Song Mao poured him three glasses of wine, and after he finished drinking, he asked, "Brother Jiewen, do you know who is the surname of the master who came out of the next couplet?"

He Xiuru was really overwhelmed by the wine, and the three cups were already crumbling as soon as they were finished. He staggered to the window, leaned against the wall and said with a smile:

"Nie Scale. ”